"Did you catch them?"
"I'm really sorry..."
"No need to apologize, the other party is indeed a desperado."
"I should have been faster."
"It's nothing, this time we've already gained a lot."
"Boss, I owe you."
"Really, it's no problem."
Captain Hank was in the hospital making a phone call.
Clearly, the news from Philip was disappointing.
But Hank had no other options.
What could he possibly do?
Blame his subordinates?
Obviously, he couldn't do that.
Actually, when the car accident happened, Hank already knew there was a high chance they wouldn't catch the culprits.
Even though it was the trailing car, Hank and Philip could clearly see the scene where that young girl was hit and flown into the air.
That pickup truck seemed outright deranged.
But they didn't lose their minds.
Being DEA, catching drug dealers should absolutely be the top priority.
But at that time, seeing such a situation.
Even a young girl was hit and flying...
So Hank's car indeed followed along.
